The hardest part

@Marie Kléber

It’s the hardest part

And the most delicious one

Allowing you into my world
Allowing me to be as I am
Without unecessary embellishment
Letting the past dying in forgotten lands
And welcoming the truth of Love

Writing prompt #2

You came and you lifted the veil.

From one generation to the other, we were girls. We carried the burdens of the past. We could feel strings taking us back, when we tried to move on and build our life.

We were like flowers ready to bloom and wiped out by a wind of memories.  The story would keep repeating itself. A story of thorns and bloody drama.

Till you came.

A little boy in a precious basket. Like a messanger from above. Like you were send by angels to peace my heart and give me reasons to hope. The link of pain was severed.

When I look at you, I picture us in a garden full of beautiful roses, blue sky and fairy tales, trees bending to welcome us. Hand in hand we are strong to face the world.

This is my entry to the Writing Prompt by Mona.

Grand-father blessing(s)

@Marie Kléber

Days come and go. You are somewhere and everywhere. Never too far away.

What days look like when you are not part of the world anymore, when you wander in galaxies, sky and stars, no limit?

What do you do for hours when there is no more agenda, no night and light, when wholeness and emptiness mean the same?

There were happy days – childhood memories. And then something happened. You left. You died and we knew it. We knew it would happen. We knew it was just a matter of months. We knew and we closed our eyes. Cause you were special. Maybe we thought you couldn’t die. We were not ready for it. I was not ready for it. We’re never ready to welcome death.

Some people say that love ends. I might be crazy but I know somehow this is a lie. Maybe it serves people who don’t want to see the light shining through the clouds.

We loved each other before we met. And love is still playing in the background. You know everything. I can confess you all my deepest joys and pains, my shortcuts and my dreams.

You are somewhere. Not a body but a soul. And nobody can ever catch you again. You’re free.

 

Your Magic

@Marie Kleber

I made a wish of you
Night moving across a sky
Full of ghosts

You were somewhere
Loving someone
Where would we meet?
When?

You are
Wherever I am
Feeding my soul
Peacing my dreams

I feel you
Finding your way
Bringing my flesh
To life again

My hands moving
The sweetness of my skin
The depth of my desire
My senses burning
The tremendous need
Of our bodies to melt

Your respect
Your love
Magic into motion

I made a wish of you
And I believed
It would come true

Focus

I believe in something greater
That the sum of our daily
Messy, crazy thoughts

Sometime  I feel trapped
In something I don’t own
A memory
Or the feeling that something
Is not right

People come and go
They imagine
Me
They don’t read between the lines
But outside the paradoxe of their own lives

I try to hide
But it’s too late
I made the first step
And then it’s hard to come back
To where I stand
Before the crack of dawn

I believe in something greater
But I am not ready for the ride
No vision of what’s ahead
Makes me shiver with fright

I need to stay focus
My two feet on the ground
For sending the wrong message
My apologies

New home

Copyright Marie Kléber

Memories are fading
As I am wandering the streets
Of the new place we will live in

Many discoveries to be made
Experiences to be shared
A fresh start
Free of sacrifices

I let the old where it belongs
Embracing the new
The promises of dawn
Displaying its wonderful colors
On sight

 

Over anger

Copyright Marie Kléber

She thinks she’s right
Getting, at least, to the bottom of it

But then realizing that she is missing something
There’s no confort in knowing others are suffering

She’d better off to find inside
What her true feelings are

In between, they will meet
Just two lives connecting
Over anger
Towards peace

A lifetime

Crédit Marie Kléber

Her voice is slowing down
As another one is taking over
Time has come to look behind

Something is wandering around
Filling her space
With shots of memories

Hidden secrets
She will take with her
Forgotten dreams

She’s tiptoeing past the days
And the trees
The house by the sea
The smiles of old friends
All the things she will miss
And the regrets

She was born
She will die
In between, a lifetime

Dust slipping away
On a dark night…

A brand new sky

Copyright Marie Kléber

She conquered her freedom
Behind the deep blue veil of the sea

Love was only a mirage
In the exchange of promises
To care and be there – always
Words came and went
Like the wind on a stormy night
They were made of broken glass

Just empty feelings
And nowhere to hide
Emprisonned inside her own mind
And crazy wishes
To end the darkness of her endless night

She set herself free
Found the key to witness the beauty
Of a purple new dawn

***

We are many to know that our life is not the way it should be. Yet it’s not always easy to stop the mess we are in. We need time to find our way back to ourselves. Peace and freedom are not illusions. They exist. We just have to stop, look and decide what’s best for us, at one given time. From this place, we can start on a new road. A better one for sure.

How did you start again? When did you know you couldn’t keep going and you had to make a change in your life as it was?